Mother

Forgive me. I never knew You.
Placed into your womb, I grew to detest My Mother
as You never fit a mold as it is told to little girls or little boys
about Mother, so through great resentment,
I never really knew You, the Be-ing that was here.
Forgive me.
You wait for me now.
Your spirit perhaps returned to live in this place
and plane on which to learn whatever our souls do desire.
But I know a part of your spirit waits to greet me.
When I come Home it is you I will see
to have a conversation and it is for I to say ...
Forgive me.

I'm hoping the issues that stand between you and your mother will finally be resolved when you meet again, Sue. Very sad, but meaningful poem that has a lot of powerful emotions. Love and best wishes always, Carolyn

I had such issues with my Mom too as can be read in my verse The Heart of Poverty...reading this I would like..if you can to hear you ay why? why do you need or want forgiveness..the verse makes the reader want to know more...Light & Love